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"Okay, Ashe, I think I'll go back now. I'm pretty tired and I wanna blink back to the camp and scare Peter."


She laughs and shakes her head at me.


"Alright then, i'll see you tomorrow."


I give her a fist bump and close my eyes.


I think of Peter leaning against a tree watching the Lost Boys with a smirk on his

face.


I feel the wind again and I open my eyes. Here I am... in front of Peter, who's eyes go wide with astonishment.


"I'm impressed. It takes a while to learn that and you learned it in mere hours."


I get the biggest smile on my face. This is like the second time he has complemented me.


I walk back to the camp fire and sit on a log.


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.......


OK this is kinda getting boring real fast.


You have to make Henry trust you.


Peter's voice runs through my head. I look up to see Henry in his usual position, sitting on a log looking at the dirt floor.


I go up to him and sit besides him.


"Hey Hen what's up?" I ask him.


"Hey..." Hey rolls out his hey.


"Don't you get bored sitting out here alone?"


I mean I would get bored and just do random things like... bug Peter.


"My mum's gonna come get me. Both of them. I'm just here waiting."


I cringe in my head.


They're already here. I want to scream, but I know I can't.


"Hey let's play a game." I say.


"Would it by any chance involve bows and arrows and apples?"


I chuckle and shake my head no.


"Don't like apples?" I ask.


"It's a family thing." He replies. I raise my eyebrows at that, but decide to brush it off.

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